I don't understand how people can get so bent about Twitter. But then again, Bob posts something like 70 tweets a day, which means he could beat out my entire lifetime of posts on this site in less than a month, though to be fair, Twitter doesn't have to deal with faggots and troons taking them down every other week or so. Maybe its just me but Social Media is not that fun, and Elon owning it is only interesting in so far as he's making all these retards screech.
Also, if Social Bearing is correct, Bob has a total of 291k tweets, and they've been favorited 73k times. Even Bob's fans can't keep pace with his Twitter vomit.
You're not the only one, I have never been able to do social media at all. The only one I tried was Twitter because I figured I could just do some shitposts and call it a day, but I lost interest after a couple months. I guess I did Snapchat for a little while because a couple of my friends were doing it and had me download it too just to shitpost at each other, but once again, I got bored and quit.
I don't think it's due to a short attention span; Lord knows that if that were the case, social media in general would be self-defeating. I just find it so...empty, so unfulfilling, so lonesome. You're screaming into a void and maybe occasionally someone will notice and reply, but otherwise it's just you in a sea of millions. You can't have a meaningful conversation because you're restricted in what you can say in one way or another, whether it's through technical limits like Twitter's 280 characters or through heavy-handed moderation. And much of it isn't even designed for communication; look at how hard it is to have even a one-on-one dialogue on Twitter, and how it's borderline impossible when you have three or more people talking. They're nothing but self-promotion vehicles designed to sell you ads.
It's why the farms are special to me. I grew up in forum culture, and there's something about it that social media just can't replicate. You can post what you want, as much (or as little) as you want, and actually converse with people. You can speak your mind thanks to pseudonymity, and if you say something stupid, you'll get called out but you won't get dogpiled by a bunch of random strangers. You can make friends and get to know people, you can laugh at in-jokes, and you can be part of a community. It's a reminder of what the internet used to be, and it saddens me that this website truly is one-of-a-kind.
Bob is a mindless fool that desperately tries to claim that Twitter isn't important to him when it's clearly the only thing he has going for him. He's the exact sort of person that would get addicted to social media because he simply has nothing else to validate his existence. He's in his forties, he's a fat diabetic alcoholic, he has no career prospects, he has no romantic engagements. His YouTube channel is dying, and he exists solely through the benevolence of others. All he really has to his name is loads of free time and very strong opinions that he thinks people need to know about. Thus, nearly 300k tweets in about a decade.
Finally, a bit of trivia with some guesstimates: It's hard to say how many of Bob's tweets are from before and after the change in character limit from 140 to 280 characters, but I'll split the difference and say half each. Not every tweet is going to use all allotted characters, but many will, so again I'll split the difference and say that he averages half the limit. Assuming 300k tweets, that means he's written about 31.5 million characters on his Twitter account. For reference, Marcel Proust's massive novel
In Search of Lost Time/Remembrance of Things Past weighs in at 9.6 million characters. If Bob channeled his Twitter autism into writing a book, it would be over three times as long as one of the longest novels of all time. Though, given that we've seen his writing efforts in Brick by Brick, it probably wouldn't be readable.
